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I smashed my thumb, and it fuckin hurts
I got my ticket for Harry Style's show...
Two bottle whiskey for the way
And I sure would like your sweet company
And I'm leaving, next Wednesday, what do ya say
When I'm gone, when I'm goooooooooneeee
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
You're gonna miss me by my cringe
You're gonna miss me by my fringe, oh,
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
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